Mr. Frog went to see a psychologist twice during the flight and reviewed the written text.

In fact, I often blame many people in my heart: I blame my parents for not expressing love, I blame my ex-boyfriend for not caring about my feelings 100%, I blame friends who are drifting away, I blame the bad weather, and I blame myself.
Reflecting on the experiences that influenced me in childhood. The first thing that comes to mind is the thing I am currently most proud of, which is getting into the university I wanted by my own efforts. It’s not because the school is particularly good, but because this was the most goal-oriented time for me. I always thought that such a clear reason was just because I found being a high-level translator cool after seeing English newspapers. But looking back, I remember when I first entered elementary school, my English grades were particularly poor. My mom took me to a tutoring class, where Teacher Cici taught very well and was very strict, even requiring us to memorize grammar rules in one breath. At first, the tutoring class was on Jingliu Street, and I took my first birthday photos there as well. My mom would always go to class with me and take very detailed notes. Soon, my English grades improved, and it even became my strength.
My elementary school and middle school were the same, and I ranked in the top fifty in my grade for the elementary school graduation exam, which guaranteed a direct admission to the best class in middle school. So naturally, I didn't study anything during the summer vacation, and as a result, I was assigned to the second-best class. My parents immediately asked someone to talk to the principal, and it turned out it was because I had performed poorly on the entrance exam, but that day I was still reassigned to the best class.
My grades in middle school weren't bad, and I had friends. I can't remember if it was the Spring Festival of my third or fourth year of middle school when my grandfather passed away. The night before he left, he stuffed a handful of crumpled change into my hand, but I can't recall the specifics. I didn't do well on my high school entrance exam, but I managed to get into the high school I wanted, and I was smoothly placed back into a good class. My decent grades might be my way of pleasing others; my talent for learning languages is my defensive weapon, and perhaps that's also a reason why I am determined to study languages. But it was also my mother who helped me regain that, something I hadn't realized before.
Avoidance leads to lingering unhappiness and forgetting the sunshine brought by others. Each generation, every individual has their own life questions. Parents are not born knowing how to be parents; they are also influenced by different factors and may also escape. Forgiveness may be the best outcome.
But avoiding also gives me more motivation to have an independent life and social relationships. Although having a complete self-awareness is something that requires long-term exploration, I feel a bit better.
Thank you, Mr. Frog. Thank you, Mr. Heron.